Wednesday, May 27, 2009

1. Possessing or displaying a strange and otherworldly aspect or quality; magical or fairylike; elfin.2. Having power to see into the future; visionary; clairvoyant.3. Appearing slightly crazy, as if under a spell; touched.4. (Scots.) Fated to die; doomed.5. (Scots.) Marked by a sense of approaching death.

Eyes, laser rays, Mind, in a dazeFind me on my way, Focused with the FEY

Tuesday, May 26, 2009

1. The quality or state of requiring immediate aid or action; urgency.2. A case demanding immediate action or remedy; a pressing or urgent situation.3. That which is demanded or required in a particular situation -- usually used in the plural.

The scheme, seem to be fallen at the kneesEvidently these G's demanded EXIGENCY

Friday, May 22, 2009

THIS IS MY POST ABOUT THE DEEP ROOTS RELEASE PARTY THIS YEAR. IT WAS A BEAUTIFUL DAY ON THE ROOSEVELT CAMPUS, MAYBE TOO BEAUTIFUL. THE SHOW OPENED UP WITH DANCERS AND THE PLACE WAS PACKED. AFTER THE BREAKERS, THEY TRIED TO TRANSITION TO THE DEEP ROOTS PORTION. THE PEOPLE CAME TO SUPPORT THEIR FRIENDS FROM THE DANCE GROUPS. AFTER THAT, THEY BOUNCED LIKE IT WAS A FIRE DRILL. SHOW MUST GO ON. SO WHAT, IF THERE ARE MORE CHAIRS THAN BODIES.

IT WAS STILL A GREAT EVENT AND MY NIGHT WAS MADE WHEN I BEGAN PERFORMING, PEOPLE CAME IN. THEY HEARD THE MUSIC AND SAT UP FRONT. THAT REALLY GOT ME GOING. SO I'M ROCKING LIKE THEIR ARE THOUSANDS IN PLACE.

THAT'S BEEN MY STORY. GREAT SHOWS FOR SMALL NUMBER OF PEOPLE. BETTER THAN THE REVERSE, RIGHT?

I FINALLY UNDERSTAND WHAT THIS FEELS LIKE. MY GOAL IS TO BE A LEGENDARY ARTIST AND I REALIZE THAT THIS DONE BY ONE SUPPORTER AT A TIME. KNOWING THIS, I TRULY APPRECIATE THE MOMENT WHEN PEOPLE EXPRESS THEIR APPRECIATION FOR WHAT I DO.

I THINK PEOPLE MAY WONDER WHY I DON'T GET DOWN OR SADDENED BY LOW TURNOUTS. MY FAITH HAS BEEN STRONG LATELY. SO STRONG THAT I BELIEVE I AM A LEGENDARY ARTIST, AND THIS IS HOW MY STORY BEGINS.

ITS LIKE, IF YOU KNEW TOMORROW YOU WERE GETTING ONE MILLION DOLLARS, YOU WOULDN'T WORRY ABOUT THE MONEY YOU DON'T HAVE TODAY. AS I KEEP WORKING TO DELIVER LEGENDARY PERFORMANCES AND EXPERIENCES, I KNOW I AM LEGENDARY AND IT JUST A MATTER OF TIME BEFORE OTHERS RECOGNIZE AS WELL. SO I SMILE NO MATTER HOW MANY PEOPLE TURNOUT. ALL I NEED IS ONE MORE PERSON TO KNOW ABOUT ME THAT DIDN'T KNOW YESTERDAY. THAT'S HOW MY LEGEND BEGINS, GREAT SHOWS GROWING NUMBERS.

1. Any of several large, web-footed sea birds of the family Diomedeidae that have the ability to remain aloft for long periods.2. A seemingly inescapable moral or emotional burden, as of guilt or responsibility.3. Something burdensome that impedes action or progress.

Cares, stress, and worries, give them a tossFreedom's flight, is not by albatross

Monday, May 11, 2009

1. Of or for charity; charitable; as, "an eleemosynary institution."2. Given in charity; having the nature of alms; as, "eleemosynary assistance."3. Supported by or dependent on charity; as, "the eleemosynary poor."

Fell a lot already, been kicked to the groundEleemosynary, the hope that I found

1. Any of various small sea birds of the family Hydrobatidae, having dark plumage with paler underparts; also called storm petrel.2. One who brings discord or strife, or appears at the onset of trouble.

Life can be hard when you lack the fiscalsBills on the table, that's a stormy petrel

This glorious voice is ours, rejoice in the cross hairs, Light reflected glare burns out sight, bright white, before body slumps and falls outside a motel in Memphis.

This voice sends chillsThis voice sends chills down the vertebrae of cupid struck lovers after ears drums bang sweet nothings,sweet silence is a crime when you should be heard, This silence is death to the caged bird.

So speak to make hearts pound harder than 2-stage double dap, a she tween's crush on the brothers Jonas, or a pre-teen boy with a hand under the covers,

So speak, to make fools pay attention, to attract broken dollars to pay for it.Cause nothing is free, of consequence,

Then speak since your voice calms the raging sea of infant tears, caught in the wake of unplanned parenthood.speak since the breathe of life was spoken into youspeak since your words are overdue, speak since your truth is the missing corner piece, to this 3-D hustleSince children refer to this as the "What the hell did I do? When the hell did I do it? Is it too late to hide, a.k.a. the O' Shit!" Voice.Speak since this voice gave them all their names and will say all their names to whip crack their behind (ass), back in line.Speak some kind words when you don't deserve a promotion, your voice is call by nature's empathy to devotion The world knows no season, only balance. Love needs no reason, only a champion.Your voice brings the avalanche of piled up emotions, with the force of earthquakes and rolling thunder combined into onefree ride called Joy through hills and valleys.Gladly arriving at its destination, Don't have any reservations, or any hesitations when making your declarations, to audience of one, or the billions in the world nations.You are amazing in continuum, a maze, a modern day conundrum, as you hum so does galaxies, blasting fallacies, stars don't shoot, they glide gracefully, swiftly, without targets, without intents to kill, but only to show those willing to look, willing to have their world shook, flip upside down, and hear the wishing sound in the sands of time. Wishes call upon a star, hopes pray from afar. A voice brings the real actually, so stars wish upon this voice (spell it if you need the rhyme).